She stared at the paper and her face showed her disgust. She picked up the phone and dialed a number. When she heard him answer she didn’t waste time with a hello, she yelled, “What the hell happened to an amicable even split? This list of things you want is crazy!”
She listened briefly to him, and then said, “Don’t give me that poor me speech. You know I helped get you through college.”
In a short time, she interrupted him and said, “Fine, then talk to my lawyer!” Then she dropped the phone and stormed out of the room.
Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) – amicable
This weekend is about writing and working on Dad’s house. I am now only 4 – 5 days behind in my daily prompts. So, I am going to try to get caught up this weekend. I hope the muses are on my side.
The reason I am trying so hard to catch up is that I want to start a new challenge on Monday. It is an A to Z challenge a fellow blogger introduced me to. I guess you are supposed to pick a topic or theme to write about, but I don’t follow rules well so, I will pick an appropriate word every day to post about. It is a post every day except Sundays in the month of April. I think it will be fun.
As for the other half of the weekend and cleaning out Dad’s house, I wouldn’t call that fun, but we are starting to see some progress made. The kitchen is ready to be scraped and painted, while the bedrooms get a good run through. I imagine those won’t take too long. It is just hard as my sister works and has only been able to make it one of the weekend days a few times. So, it is slow going. There is not a lot I can do without her there… I don’t want to get rid of something I shouldn’t. And her being the older sister she is older and wiser, right?
Starting Monday, I will be doing the A to Z Challenge along with my regular daily prompt post. I hope I don’t clog up your reader feeds with too much nonsense. I may even be able to work two posts into one if I get all wild and crazy some days. Ok… I am off to do more reading. Have a great weekend!
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – post
I know he’s coming. I can always tell. It not like I’m psychic or anything. I just have always been able to tell when he is near. Mom says it’s because we were meant to be together. My sister calls me Radar because of it; from that old TV show about the army hospital in Korea.
But I also know he is coming because he is almost always about five minutes early. He hates to be late. And tonight will be no different.
It was different though. I began to be unsure if he was close. I had felt him coming but now there was none of the usual “flutters” he gave me. Maybe he had to go back for something he forgot and he will call or text soon. I picked up a magazine to read, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side. It was strong enough I called out in pain. My mom came to see what was wrong.
“What’s wrong dear?” She asked as she came into the room.
Clutching my side I gasped and managed to get out, “Something is wrong. I think it is Tom.”
Mom looked at the clock and said, “it is just now 7 o’clock, he will be here any minute.”
“No,” I said. “He would have been here five minutes ago, but something is not right. I need to call him.” I took out my phone and punched his name. It rang and ended up in voicemail. “He is not answering.” I grasped my side tighter as another pain shot through.
I was panicked, sure this was bad. Then as suddenly as it started the pain stopped. I sat up straight again and tried his number again. It rang once and someone answered, “Hello?”
“Is Tom there please?” I asked the unknown voice.
“This is Sgt. Chris Houge of the Carroll police department. I’m afraid there has been an accident.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – radar